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FANTASY LAND
No more mosquito sucks or dog bites
Fear of the approaching leopard that tears the flesh
Or any threat of a dense forest or cathedral
Want to remain undisturbed, silent
In the fantasy land
Remain untouched by a rose or thorn
Immune from ecstasy or mourn
Don't wish any warnings, restrictions, bondage-
No anger, nor rage
Drank water was glared
Loved art but was censured
In hunger was bit, scratched, whipped
Extracted all labor, pittance
Tried to emulate, envying always
Looked forward
Making to look down dustbin disdainfully
And left to die as fern leaves.
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